Thursday, February 25, 2016

Wy not Colorado

When we got up this morning it was chilly. I loaded the bags into the van and we headed out. It was 15F at 6:12a.m....Brrrrrr.  The road beckoned as the first few rays of dawn painted the sky in glorious colors.

The wheels hummed as we chatted quietly and in no time we were 150 miles south in Cheyenne. We got gas and continued south into Colorado. By the time we got to Loveland CO where we were to turn east, it was time for a bite to eat. Here is the Trippin' Sista looking relaxed as we wait for our chow.


I asked if she was ready for some curly fries and she replied in the affirmative. Although we are not overfond of fast food we will make an exception from time to time, and time was up. A Reuben sandwich and curly fries hit the spot.


All the employees seem to be seniors and they have a help wanted sign in the window. Apparently Colorado is hiring.


We drove another hour east to Wiggins, and stopped at a Rest Area. To me it looks like a train station. My beloved disagreed. I stand on my original opinion.


No fuel was required, but it's good to know that had we needed to gas up, some top-quality Dino Juice was just next door at the Sinclair station.


We passed through Fort Morgan. It seemed sleepy and nondescript.


Shortly thereafter we reached Brush CO where we were to turn south.


The road south of Brush was fairly quiet. Well. perhaps fairly was an overstatement of the amount of traffic. This is a shot to the north.


and this is a view looking towards the south.


The surroundings seemed likewise quiet. The only thing moving was the wind. Looking east we see plenty of nothing.


To gain perspective on the true extent of the nothing previously mentioned, we can look to the west and add the descriptor absolutely!


Some three quarters of an hour later we finally come to some civilization. This is a picture as we enter Hugo CO. Hugo is a virtual metropolis by comparison boasting a population of 86


Hugo's main street is, as one can plainly see, a virtual hive of activity. Yeah, not so much. If one were looking for peace and quiet, I could recommend Hugo.


After another hour and a half we stop at Eads CO. They have a grain elevator and rail line. So many of these western towns grew up largely because there was railroad access for shipment of cattle and grain and importation of durable goods.


The grain elevator was not the only reason we stopped at Eads. Fortunately, they anticipated travelers needs. I was glad of it.



There were a number of plaques with information about the area including The Salt Creek Massacre . The next plaque celebrates the halfway point on the The Transamerica Bike Trail . A little too ambitious for my consideration at present.


There is a bronze statue showing three women. One is a native elder, one a young native woman and one a homesteading settler. Although they come from differing backgrounds there is commonality in the struggle women faced in the untamed west. It is titled Kindred Spirits.


Although the tracks are little used, and passenger service has probably been discontinued long ago, the old Railroad Station stands as a mute testament to the comings and goings of yesteryear.


There is a map on the wall that lists areas of interest in Colorado. One could probably spend weeks discovering the history and geography of The Centennial State.


We arrived in Lamar CO around 3;00 p.m.and checked into a Day's Inn that we have stayed at before. The room is immediately adjacent to the lobby. Same as last time. The hosts are very accommodating.


Thus concludes our 4th day on the road. For further video please visit The Trippin' Sista Don't forget to like and subscribe. Your feedback is appreciated, all comments are welcome. Thanks for coming along.


2 comments:

Trobairitz said...

15˚ in the morning. Brrrr. Good thing it doesn't take long for your van to warm up.

Scootard said...

Thanks B. Yeah it was cold. Home in OK. now. About 2500 mi.all told. Thanks for coming along.